"I know what it's like to be cast in the shadow of someone only because they were born before you." Her voice took on a slightly bitter tone, making those around her blink, never having heard such a bitterness from someone so young.
Loki merely stared at the young human woman-child, not believing her. The other woman had tried to make him slip up, to reveal his plans, but he was not stupid.
Kagome let out a slightly bitter chuckle, her eyes darkening with memories, "To always be compared, Kikyou could do it better; she was a better archer, a better healer, a better everything. Kikyou this, Kikyou that. Try to be more like Kikyou. You'll never be as good as Kikyou… I will always love Kikyou…" She trailed her dark blue eyes to meet his dark green ones.
Loki merely stared back, as if looking into her soul and felt a sense of kinship, as light of a twinge as it was, he pushed it down. Her hurt could not compare to his, "I was merely a stolen relic, cast as an adopted son just to keep the peace."
Thor clenched his hand around his hammer, wanting to correct his brother, yet bit his tongue as Steve placed a hand on his arm to still him.
Kagome wrapped her arms around herself, one hand resting over a hidden scar, "I was a glorified jewel shard detector, and am now a gloried power relic. Forgotten to time to all but a few…I know you can feel it. Your kind can always feel it."
Loki furrowed his eyebrows and let his aura bush over hers, feeling his brother's do the same, and it recoiled as if burned, "What an odd place to find one such as yourself. Surrounded by such misfits…"
She smiled a small sad smile, "Where else should one such as myself be? A broken and forgotten relic of time."
Thor moved forward, now knowing what she was, not liking the look on his brother's face, "Lady Kagome, you should not be here. It is dangerous."
Kagome waved off his concern, not even turning to him, "Why not? We are alike in some ways."
Nick frowned and moved to step forward, not wanting her to be put under the same spell as her master and father-figure, yet paused as Loki let out a loud joyful laugh, his hands pressed into the glass separating him from Kagome.
"Truly, you were made to be mine! Come stand by my side and let us rule the world together! Me as king and you as my priestess. We can show them all what we are worth."
Kagome gave a similar warped smile, "I am honored, but must refuse your offer for you have taken someone precious to me…"
Loki frowned, "The archer, he is your lover?" The scorn in his voice made her smile more; if the others could see it, they would deem it slightly insane.
"No, my father, I suppose." She placed her hands on the glass separating them, her hands separated from his by said thick glass.
"And I would have you give him back."
